The incomplete works of Arik Fletcher

City Life

Searching for a life sublime,
lost within a world of crime,
few that reap though many sow,
few that give though many stow.Floating in the sea of souls,
drowning in unfinished goals,
few that smile though many talk,
few that stand though many walk.Sitting in a field of life,
blown by winds of pain and strife,
few that see though many watch,
few that grasp though many clutch.Laying in a bed of hope,
rest beyond the masses’ scope,
few that dream though many try,
few that feel though many cry.

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2 thoughts on “City Life”

Hello, I am a Chinese college student majoring in English Literature. Recently our professor recommended your poetry to us and I think you are absolutely a talented poet. Even though, I still want to explore more meaningful information about this poem “City Life”, because I think it is related to our life. So I wonder if you have time to talk about the reason why you write this poem and the deeper meaning it has. Thank you!